Taxicab confessions

PP: There’s lots of monkeys at Uluwatu, right?
Lele: I don’t like monkey.
PP: How about dogs. You like dogs?
Lele: Don’t like monkey. Don’t like dog. Only chicken.

PP: Lele, why is your name different on your license.
Lele: Lele is nickname. It mean “catpiss”.
PP: That’s not a very nice nickname. Who gave it to you?
Lele: My pather. When I little boy, always playing in rice pield…in water…like catpiss.
PP: Ohhhhhh…catfish…
Lele: Yes. And now I have whiskers like catpiss too.

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~ by parlatorepazzo on March 26, 2009.

2 Responses to “Taxicab confessions”

  1. That is funny.

  2. This is wonderful. I love the phonology! “Pather”, “Pield,”… it paints a nice picture. 🙂

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